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It took real blood, sweat and tears to create Friendship Lights from thin air. And it was the toughest year of my life. But I’d do it all over to see a smile across your face when you get one. And I mean that from the bottom of my heart. That’s where Friendship Lights came from. My heart and soul.

Oh Daddy, how the time flies,wishing you would always be by my side. From the first day I came into this world as you watch me grow into a little girl. To be there when I fall asleep at night, and when I wake...

And oh does she hug me so when I'm lonely. How she hears my cries no one else hears. She accepts me...the me no one knows. She has seen me at my worse and seldom at my best. Yet, never turned her back. And has yet to close a door on me.

...I need to be thankful for that. Because when it is all said and done people are only lent to us from God. And, no matter how bad things are for us, no matter how gloomy things look, no matter how much pain we are in, we can always find someone who has it worse than us.

When I look back I often wonder how a kid with average speed, average size, an average arm, and a little above average head on his shoulders could accomplish what I did on the field... My only explanation is through what's not measured enough of the time...a player's heart. It is now that I understand my desire and heart was not just motivation from within myself. My determination on the field was inspired by the passion of my dad off of the field.